Jakari Wilson #V-70100
C.S.P - Corcoran
PO Box 3476 — 4A2R#19
Corcoran, CA 93212
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My name is Jakari. I am a 44 year old, straight, black man from Sacramento, CA. I don’t wanna waste time telling you how I look. That’s what these pictures are for. I want to tell you who I am. (Well, as best I can in 250 words.) Because that’s what’s important to me: for you to grasp the caliber of my character, my personality. How I look should not sort of supersede the importance of that. I’m black. Not so much in color, as in soul. I love Jazz, Reggae, Old School Hip-Hop like “A Tribe Called Quest” and “Rakim.” I love Surface, Force MDs, Anita Baker, Luther Vandross, Freddie Jackson, BBD… I would die right now for some real collard greens, potato salad, fresh green salad with ice cold lettuce, tomato, cucumbers, carrots with good Italian dressing, some hot fried chicken, and mac n’ cheese. That with some sweet Kool-Aid and I’m content. I love soul food. Red beans and rice, fluffy cornbread, real biscuits from scratch with carol syrup and butter! What! But I am not just black because of music and food. Those are really just tastes. I am a conscious black man. Meaning I am socially, culturally and politically aware. I read a lot. I’m currently reading “Dreams From My Father” by Barack Obama. I just got through with “The Fire Next Time” by James Baldwin and “Colored People” by Henry Louis Gates Jr. To boot, I’m teaching myself Español. I love watching Sunday morning political shows. Meet the Press, Face the Nation, This Week. Etc. PBS is my shit too. I watch Docs a lot and I admit, I do watch Jeopardy… and Wheel of Fortune religiously. I listen to NPR “All Things Considered” and “Fresh Air” on a daily. For me, it’s difficult to talk to the people around me. Why? Prison does not facilitate intellectual, cultural or even emotional growth. Trying to talk to these dudes about adult topics is like trying to talk to demented children. So I don’t talk to ‘em. I’m looking for a woman who is grown. Who is conscious. Who I can talk to about normal shit. Not gangs, drugs and B.S…. Someone who’ll stimulate my mind. Who’ll teach “me” something. Who is not oblivious to the struggle of black people. I’m genuine, sincere and real. I’m so honest it’s crazy. It’s like my best character trait. I do not lie. I feel like lying to anyone is a disrespect to myself. Also I’m altruistic, loving and really just a down-to-earth dude. I am imperfect. But aren’t we all? But in light of my incarceration – I am a good man. My pet peeves? Flakes and liars. What attracts me about a woman is personality, intellectual quality and character. I’d love to receive your letter and I’ll write you back ASAP. Have a peaceful, positive and blessed day.